Okay, I know I REALLY need to update my fics and finish most of them so yeah, this week I'm really going to try to force myself to do that, especially now I have the computer working again :)

Dean groaned as Bobby shook his shoulders. Quickly he shot up, wincing at the headache that burned into his skull. He ignored the blood dripping down from his head.

"Where is he?" He gasped, as he looked around, remembering the demons that had surrounded them. "Did you..."

"No," Bobby said quietly. "We didn't stop them." His voice was shaking.

"Damn it!" He shook his head. "I didn't even leave him this time and he still...I still couldn't...." He ran his hands over his head in despair. Quickly he grabbed the saltguns.

"Where are you going?" Bobby snapped.

"Where do you think?" Dean shot at him. "I'm going to find Sammy."

"HOW?!" Bobby shouted. "We don't know what took him, or why!"

"I don't know how," said Dean, his voice shaking. "But all I know is I have to find him."

"We have to collect our wits," Bobby told him. "We have to figure out how the hell we're gonna find Sam, and you're not gonna do that in the state you're in!"

Dean's breathing quickened but slowly he nodded and licked his lips nervously.

"Fine," he muttered as he sat down. "But if we don't think of something I'm gonna go looking for him my way, do you hear me?" Bobby nodded slowly, racking his brains with how the hell they were exactly going to find Sam.

Sam woke, tied to a table. He heard whispers next to him. He laid shaking and utterly weak. He was terrified. He didn't understand what was happening to him. Who these people were. Why did they want him? Where was Dean? Dean...a sob escaped from his throat.

"He's awake," one of them growled as they looked over at his direction.

"So," said the other one. "This is the infamous Sam Winchester, hmm?" He laughed as Sam let out a whimper. "He doesn't look much like a threat to me," he sniggered to he fellow companions. They sniggered as well. "In fact," the demon took out a knife. "Seems kind of weak, actually."

"Do you know why you're here?" The leader hissed for revenge.

"N...No..." Sam managed to gasp, tears flowing from his eyes. The leader laughed.

"Revenge," he hissed. "You were too strong for us to give you it, but now we couldn't believe our good look. All that demon blood drained out of you? Making you into a pathetic and weak human?"

Demon blood? Confusion was etched on Sam's face. He didn't understand what these people were talking about. There were no such things as Demons. And yet he couldn't form the words to say those things.

"We thought about taking your brother, but we figured torturing you will be the punishment enough for him," the leader added. "And don't worry, he's going to see it." He nodded to something in front of Sam. Sam looked and saw a video in front of him.

"We wanted to take Dean along with us," he added calmly "But there wasn't enough time. He was putting up too much of a fight so we needed to compromise instead." He took the knife from the fellow demon. "So, let the funs begin." He ran the knife down Sam's skin, cutting it deep and letting the blood dripp down. Sam let out a scream as the video camera had been turned on to record...

Sorry for such a short chapter, but just getting myself back into the story again!